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I didn't write this poem
by Kristine BrieseYou know, the world is big, the plains are wide,
sometimes it's best to go outside.
The skies go on to endless night,
and sometimes when the moon shines bright,
you can see the milky way,
and listen to what God has to say.
I think you might hear the way that he loves you,
trust me Kristine, I am sure it's true.
07/11/2011 Author's Note: This was written for me by my beloved friend, who wishes to remain nameless.
Posted on 07/11/2011
Copyright © 2024 Kristine Briese
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/11/11 at 07:52 PM What a lovely poem to be gifted, Kristine =)! |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 10/21/11 at 08:50 PM Beautiful..and sometime I swear I can hear the nightime skies saying all of this..Excellent! |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 11/29/11 at 11:22 PM Your friend sure knows how to touch another so very deeply..wholeheartedly |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 11/29/11 at 11:22 PM just had to add that on..tell your friend that and thank you |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/08/12 at 09:43 PM Lovely. With the rhyming pattern this also reads nicely as a (personal) prayer. |
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